April 16, 2014
"It's the butt chafing that's actually bothering me more" is a thought I just had.
Naturally, I thought I should probably share it with you.
See, we had our first dragon boat practice in an actual boat on Sunday. I tell you what: OW. We were scheduled for an hour in the boat, but lucky us, it was available half an hour early! So we got a practice and a half! I had followed the suggestion to bring a dish towel to shove into my sports bra on one side to cushion my body against the side of the boat. This turned out to be insufficient.
By Sunday night, I thought I may have cracked a rib from repeately smashing the area under my left arm into the side of the boat. I'd love to show you the bruise so you may all be suitably impressed, but said bruise extends into territory that is not family-friendly, so you'll just have to take my word that for once in my entire life, I am actually not exaggerating. It's roughly the size and shape of an index card. A small one, so I guess 3x5. So I guess I could have just told you that my bruise was roughly 3x5 inches, but my mind works in picture analogies, not measurements, alright? I iced it (well, I didn't use ice so much as a bag of frozen green beans, but you can't say I frozen green beaned it without confusing people) Sunday night and a couple of times on Monday and it's gotten better.
I was well aware by the time we exited the boat that my side, as well as my less impressively-bruised left knee and basically all of the muscles in my body were going to cause me pain later. It wasn't until I got in the shower after getting home from practice though that I discovered the more distressing problem. The water hit the spot right where the edge of my butt had met the edge of the boat seat where I rocked back and forth while rowing for an hour and a half, causing me to think VERY BAD WORDS while executing a quick 180.
The skin there is just gone. Not in terribly big spots, but it really doesn't take much to make life pretty uncomfortable. Some of the other women have been dealing with this for weeks now as a result of our practices sitting on the dock, so I suppose I should be glad to have escaped it for so long. Apparently it happens a lot to people in Crossfit who do crazy amounts of sit ups. Meaning I just added another item to Lori's Giant List of Reasons to Never Do Crossfit.
I will, however, be back in the dragon boat this Saturday, though I plan to have a lot more padding this time. That's our last practice in the boat before the race, which is less than three weeks away now. Our Okinawan rudder guy thinks we've got a good shot at winning our heat based on what he saw Sunday.
Here's a picture a teammate's husband took of us rowing backward when we were just getting started and leaving the dock.
I'm on the near side of the boat, near the middle, wearing a white hat. Next to me in the pink is a woman who came along to translate for our rudder guy who was giving us lots of helpful tips. She won't be in the boat on race day, nor will we have our two alternates or the second of the two race officials standing in the boat, so that will help some. And we'll only row for about five and a half minutes (though hopefully less) one time, then potentially one more time later in the day if we make the finals.
Also? We'll have our tutus. Last year they wore tutus and were the first all women's team ever to make it to the finals. Probably it was the hard work and dedication that made the difference, but we can't take the chance of assuming it wasn't the tutus that did it. Gotta cover all your bases. And all areas of my body that make contact with the boat. Lesson learned.